Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 714 South Intis
On the "Dawn", Bernadette was dressed quite formally, wearing a gorgeous and complicated lavender court dress. At this moment, she was no longer the pirate queen or the leader of a secret organization, but a noble princess.

She gazed calmly at the sea ahead, a deep lavender flashing in her eyes.

Beside her, streams of information emerged out of nowhere, quickly converging and reorganizing, outlining the figures of Grant, who was wearing a black classical wizard robe, with brown hair and brown eyes, as well as Bugs Bunny and two artisan cats following her.

Glan glanced at Bernadette, who had no expression on her face and did not turn back, and asked curiously:
"What were you predicting just now? Will someone disrupt the upcoming coronation ceremony?"

Bernadette shook her head and said calmly, "No one will mess up. I'm just a little curious about what the future will be like."

While the two were talking, another figure appeared on the deck.

He has long chestnut hair, blue eyes, a tall stature, and a handsome face. His eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Bernadette.

Bonois, the second son of Emperor Roselle and Bernadette's younger brother.

Without waiting for Bernadette to ask, Bonois spoke directly:
"I plan to move the headquarters of the Steam Church here. Will he agree?"

Bernadette did not answer Bonois's question, but asked:

"How many people in the Steam Church are willing to follow you? How will the transfer of the church's seals, information, personnel, and property be resolved?"

Bonova sighed and said in a tired tone:

"One third chose to stay, another third left the church, and the remaining third was willing to accept a new identity and follow me to the south to continue spreading the glory of the Lord."

"All churches in North Intis will be preserved, but they can only be ownerless churches or converted into welfare homes."

"Those who remain are free to convert to the Eternal Sun, or to others, but they can no longer call themselves followers of our Lord, can no longer spread the gospel of steam, and must destroy all holy symbols."

"In this matter, the old government and the Church of the Eternal Blazing Sun will cooperate with us. The sealed objects that have not been lost will be resealed and brought here together."

"All clergymen remaining in Loen, Feysac, and Feynaport will be recalled, and we will decide later whether to send more personnel to preach the gospel."

Bernadette nodded slightly and said calmly: "Just do it, he will agree."

After a pause, she added: "If you encounter any problems, you can always ask him for help, or you can pray directly, and they will provide help."

As soon as he finished speaking, a melodious bell sound suddenly echoed from the sky. Whether on the sea or in the city, everyone subconsciously looked up.

The clouds in the sky twisted into a huge vortex at some point, appearing gloomy, dark, and extremely deep, as if connected to some unknown world.

A huge shadow emerged from the vortex, growing bigger and clearer.

Above the gray fog, relying on the prayer light of the Hermit Cattleya, Klein cast his gaze here and couldn't help but sigh:
"The Emperor actually moved the entire Ghost Empire here, really..."

"They so casually display extraordinary powers and miracles in front of ordinary people. They have no intention of concealing the information and existence of the mysterious world. This goes against the Seven Gods. Well, they and the Seven Gods do not belong to the alliance and do not need to abide by the covenant."

"With the system of spiritual world sorcerers, extraordinary abilities can indeed be popularized to a certain extent. The upper limit and the difficulty for ordinary people to master mysterious knowledge will prevent spiritual world sorcerers from being too strong and too dangerous, and affecting social stability."

“Moreover, few ordinary people, especially young people, can resist the temptation of extraordinary abilities. They can attract a large number of young people to South Intis in a short period of time and promote the development here.”

"The Hermit Path also has some authority over fate, is good at prophecy, and can see the future. Was all this premeditated?"

As he was thinking, Klein saw a deep red star light up in the boundless gray fog, and the ripples that spread out made the unfolding picture shake.

"That knock on the door is so loud." He complained softly, then spread his spirituality, touched the crimson star, and cast his gaze down along the connection.

After seeing clearly who it was, he curled his lips helplessly and pulled the other person to the space above the gray fog.

A deep red light suddenly rose up in the palace hall, and quickly collapsed, condensing into a figure that looked exactly like Renekton.

Glancing at Klein who was at the top, he chuckled and said, "You haven't taken the potion yet?"

Klein nodded and said, "The sea of ​​ruins where the God War Ruins evolved has undergone a mutation and has become difficult to pass through. In addition, Silver City also needs to prepare. We should send an exploration team out to investigate the situation outside." After a pause, he added, "Where are you now? Why is there an aura on your body that is not even felt by angels?"

Renekton laughed and said calmly:
"This is the clone I formed by stripping off some of my information and will. The main body stayed in the Astral Realm to sort out the information and accommodate the uniqueness of the 'Perfect One'. At the same time, it helped the Seven Gods, no, the Four Gods, to maintain the stability of the Astral Realm."

"Two of the Seven Gods have fallen, and one has lost his Sequence 0 status. 'Night' is busy controlling the two uniquenesses, and the remaining three seem to be somewhat overwhelmed. One of me, Roselle, and the 'True Creator' must stay in the Astral Realm."

"Why?" Klein asked curiously.

"You'll know when you become a 'miracle master'."

After replying, Renekton stopped talking and turned his gaze to the scene unfolding in front of the mottled long table.

Klein also looked over. In the picture, the exaggerated floating island carrying a city landed smoothly on the coastline under Russell's control, more than doubling Russell's size.

In the central square near the beach, everyone stared at the scene in amazement, forgetting to blink for fear of missing any of the footage.

They had thought of every possible way for Emperor Roselle to appear, but they had never thought of this, directly descending from the sky with a city!
The figure of Russell, sitting upright in a dark high-back chair, was suddenly reflected in the sky, and his voice reached the ears of everyone in Southern Intis:

"My dear people, cheer and congratulate! Your emperor is back!"

"I am the ruler of Southern Intis, the creator of rules, the shadow of order, the supreme emperor, Roselle Gustav!"

"From today on, I will return as the Supreme Governor of Southern Intis and the Supreme Judge of the Court of Arbitration."

"Under my rule, South Intis will become a country of freedom, a country of art, a country of knowledge, a country of technology, and a country of the supernatural and the mysterious."

"Every citizen of South Intis has the right to contact the mysterious world, the opportunity to become a being in fairy tales, and the qualification to learn knowledge and understand the truth of this world!"

With every word Roselle spoke, his aura grew higher, and his connection with the land and the country beneath his feet deepened.

After finishing his declaration, Roselle began to emphasize the laws he had established.

Every word He said was changing the rules here, integrating the laws He promulgated into the underlying rules of the world, making South Intis His territory and kingdom in both mysticism and reality.

Before they knew it, all those who witnessed this scene were attracted by Him and shocked by the perfect law. They could hardly control themselves physically and mentally and could not wait to join in.

Tall stone pillars rise from the ground of the Ghost Empire, forming a circle and constructing a broad, grand and spectacular square.

The color of these stone pillars is mainly dark, and the laws that Roselle just promulgated are engraved on them with many different words and symbols. Just by looking at them, people can feel an indescribable sense of heaviness, majesty and sacredness.

Roselle's real figure appeared silently above the square. He glanced at his own projection still in the sky and spoke solemnly and seriously:

"Knowledge is the ladder of progress and the key to promoting the development of civilization. As the people of Southern Intis, we should pursue knowledge, pursue truth, explore mysteries, and develop society."

"As your emperor, the supreme governor and judge of South Intis, I declare that the Church of Knowledge will become the mainstream church of South Intis, protected and supported by the state."

"Of course, you are still free to believe. You can continue to sigh at the preciousness of life, listen to the voices of the night, feel the knowledge and wisdom in books, and sing songs of the soul under the cross. But, as the people of Nan Intis, your heart for pursuing the truth should not change."

“My fellow citizens who are willing to embark on the path of pursuing knowledge and exploring mysteries, please recite with me:
The essence of knowledge, the root of mystery, the glory of civilization, the persistence of truth, I will practice the path of knowledge, explore the truth of the universe and the unknown mysteries, and I will walk with you. "

".I will go with you."

A series of voices that rose and fell one after another echoed, as if they were reciting a magnificent poem together. Under the influence of the "Black Emperor", the sound drifted into the sky with the wind and spread into the star realm.

Silently, the sky grew darker, and stars emerged one after another, densely packed and dazzling.

These stars scattered one after another clear and pure radiance, which merged into a magnificent light and shadow, as if carrying the weight of thousands or tens of thousands of years of civilization and history, falling on the ghost empire cast from the sky by Roselle.

On the huge floating island, the ancient and mysterious city that originally existed was quickly disintegrated and reduced to the most basic particle structure.

(End of this chapter)